Tag: daily life
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Poem: Genie
GENIE by June Nash . Found a lamp, old and dusty Rubbed ‘til no longer rusty Clutching lantern to my breast Dreamed of wishes it’ll bequest . Money, money loads of it Hot new clothes with perfect fit Handsome lover who’ll be true Perhaps a few fun friends too . To my surprise, wish came…
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Poem: Jamaican Blue
Jamaican Blue by June Nash . Black, beautiful, your strength I adore Holding you close, I breath in your scent Make my blood boil, reach into my core Need you inside, come start my ascent. . I’ll drink you up, every single drop Voltages surge as you touch my lip Please, one more cup,…
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Poem: Good Daughter
Good Daughter by June Nash . Raised my children, now they’re grown Husband’s passed, now on my own Nights are quiet, days are too Nothing left, of use, to do . Mama, she is slowing down How long will she be aroun’? Afraid she’ll die, all alone She’s a bit accident prone . Daughter says…
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Poem: Walls
Walls by June Nash . Blithe, whimsical, I want to be Wary stoned walls won’t release me Be free to act, even to dress An unhindered adventuress . Free-wheeling thoughts that come to mind Are tempered with practical binds Mountain climbs foreshadowed with falls Tight fitting clothes could breed cat calls . Need step outside…
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Poem: Lost Sock
Lost Sock by June Nash . Oh rats! My sock! Where did it go Only enough to fit one toe The washer, dryer, who’s the thief That steals my bootee causing grief . Did static cling creep into load Causing foot to be naked toed Or has sock gone to meet it’s peers That have…
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